Day 2
The news that a single herb from Wanbaoge fetched an astronomical price at auction, and that the legendary doctor Xie Qingxian had inflated prices only to end up buying the exorbitantly priced medicine himself, spread throughout Zhaocheng, sparking heated discussions.
"Really?"
"Dr. Xie left right after auctioning off the herbs yesterday. I was wondering what a coincidence it was."
"He's so rich, why would he do something like this?"
"You're wrong. He's so rich because he's done this kind of thing too often. Wanbaoge isn't any better; they actually condoned Xie Qingxian doing this kind of thing."
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Times of Day
The reputation of the miracle doctor plummeted, and all sorts of his past misdeeds were spontaneously unearthed by the discerning masses.
Wanbaoge's reputation was also affected.
However, none of this concerns Shang Yanting anymore.
Shang Yanting has now recovered from his injuries and acquired a Radiant Gold-grade weapon. There's nothing left for him in Zhaocheng; it's time to set off for his next destination—the Holy Capital Academy.
Although he obtained the Cultivation Source Manual by chance, the Cultivation Source Manual only has the cultivation method and no moves or secrets. Now he is using the martial arts of the Shang Mou family, which is disgusting!
Furthermore, the higher a martial artist's cultivation level, the more constraints arise during leveling up. To become stronger, one absolutely needs a teacher.
As the highest martial arts academy in the Eastern Xu Kingdom, Holy Capital Academy boasts the best martial arts teachers and the most comprehensive collection of martial arts books in the country.
Whether in the past or present, we must go.
Before he went, he specially bought new luggage for the journey.
“Dear host, I need 50,000 sheets of cinnabar paper, 1,000 sheets of dark mace and black grass paper, and 5 ounces of each of the four types of ink.”
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jia Xitong also started stockpiling supplies for herself.
After the auction, Shang Yanting only had 200 taels of silver left. Later, Liang Ting gave him a deposit of 1,000 taels for 20 talismans, for a total of 1,200 taels of silver.
Jia Xitong knew that 99% of this money was her own, so she started buying things without any burden.
She spotted a small porcelain bottle at a roadside stall—it was pretty and inexpensive, so she bought it.
A giant raincoat—curiosity, collectible, buy
Exquisitely crafted pastries—beautiful, a bit pricey, worth buying.
Five roast ducks for 100 coins each at the roadside stall—it's a special price, buy them!
A complete white tiger skin...
"You don't need these."
Shang Yanting rubbed his temples.
"Didn't you notice that our little carriage is nothing but planks? Wouldn't it be much more imposing to put a tiger skin inside?"
Jia Xitong recalled the skinny horse they had seen when they came before, "I was thinking of buying two bundles of the best feed for Little Grey. When we came before, it seemed a bit constipated."
Shang Yanting: ...
In the end, he bought not only tiger skins and horse feed, but even horse laxatives.
He finally arrived at his destination—the weapons shop—when the two talismans were almost full of these useless little things.
This weapons shop is quite large.
A wide variety of weapons were on display, covering even the walls.
The shop assistant greeted him warmly as he entered, "What would you like to see, young master?"
Shang Yanting: "A long sword and a suit of armor."
"Dear host, don't you already have a sword?"
One radiant gold magic weapon isn't enough for him?
"If you happen to possess something beyond your capabilities, it will be taken away if you are not careful to hide it."
As he spoke, he glanced at the puppet raccoon in his arms.
"Oh! You're only at the mid-stage of Martial Apprentice, so it's true that it's easy for a Radiant Gold Magic Weapon to be snatched away."
Jia Xitong nodded, "The host is indeed very thoughtful."
The male protagonists in the "leveling up" fantasy genre all follow the route of pretending to be weak while secretly gaining power, and subtly slapping others in the face.
——
Among the many weapons, Shang Yanting chose a set of fine steel longsword and armor.
"Young master has excellent taste."
The shop assistant carefully took the weapon down. "This is the best weapon in our shop. It will cost 800 taels of silver."
After all, he's been a pampered young master for over twenty years; how could his judgment be bad?
However, the young master stood still without making any statement. After a moment, he chose a steel suit of slightly lower quality, but which only cost 600 taels of silver.
The young nobleman actually bowed to the price.
"Dear host, we have 1,200 taels of silver."
Jia Xitong reminded him.
Guess how much we spent on the road?
Did it cost a lot?
She thought of the little things she had bought, "...How much money do we still need? Maybe we should return everything."
After all, we can't let children suffer.
"fine."
Shang Yanting stroked the raccoon's head with his palm, "I told you I would give you everything you want."
As long as you don't betray me.
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The entrance exams for the Holy Capital Academy in various cities have long since ended, but the Holy Capital Academy has a traditional entrance exam that runs year-round, and cultivators under the age of 25 can participate.
Every year after the Holy City Academy begins its admissions process, the traditional test sees a surge in applications—those who failed the city entrance exams but still consider themselves exceptional choose to retake the traditional test.
As they drew closer to the Holy Capital Academy, Shang Yanting encountered an increasing number of examinees. Although no one said it was intentional, the group unconsciously clung together for activities and overnight stays.
It's about a three-day journey to Holy Capital Academy.
The thought of their increasingly distant dreamland filled everyone with barely suppressed excitement. They even forwent buying supplies in the towns along the way, saving time to reach the Holy City Academy as soon as possible.
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late at night
The outside temperature dropped sharply.
The cold wind blows into the interior of the horse-drawn carriage or oxcart, waking up the students who have been toiling all day.
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